Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Northern Wasteland
In the north of the Great World of All Gods, on the endless wasteland, there are constantly storms sweeping back and forth, the Dao Dao Wind Blade is like a sharp blade, constantly harvesting the life on the wasteland, and the originally green ground becomes dead and silent after the storm passes, vast and desolate, which is the main color of this wasteland. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
In this empty and dead environment, normal humans simply cannot survive for a long time, even if they are powerful warriors, it is very uncomfortable to be here for a long time.
"Damn, there is another storm on the Black Stone Ridge, as soon as the storm comes, we will be trapped in this small place for three months and will not be able to leave, we will not be able to cultivate in this place at all!
In the middle of a hill, there is a small and low fortress, a young man with narrow eyes stands at the window of the fortress and looks out, his face is gloomy, the wind outside the fortress is howling, and the wind blades cut on the surface of the fortress, making a sound of gold and iron, and even splashing a little spark.
Even a master of the God Cultivation Realm couldn't last long in such a violent storm.
"Ruan Ping, we should feel lucky, it's fortunate that we didn't leave the fortress yesterday to go to Divine Sword City, otherwise we would have encountered a storm on the road, and without the protection of the fortress, none of the four of us would have been able to get out!" A handsome man in green clothes said in a deep voice not far away, in addition to him, there was a man and a woman standing not far away.
There are a total of four people in the small fortress, and this man in Tsing Yi is the most powerful, and he is also the most authoritative among the four.
Hearing the words of the man in Tsing Yi, the other man and woman also showed luck.
"Yes, if Senior Brother Long hadn't observed the sky and discovered the wasteland storm in time, we would have been torn apart by the storm at this time, and we would have paid three months for our lives now, which is much more cost-effective than cutting with a hard wind-resistant blade!"
The other man and woman are called Miao Chunsheng and Xu Siqi respectively, and the two of them are slightly weaker, but both of them are sharp-minded people, and they know that they are very lucky to save their lives this time, so they don't care too much about not being able to cultivate for three months.
Seeing that the storm outside the fortress was getting bigger and bigger, the four of them lost the interest in talking, and the atmosphere became a little silent, and suddenly Xu Qi said: "The task of the four of us is to inspect the spatial cracks of this wasteland, in case the demon of the other world threatens the Divine Sword City, the residence of the sect, and now the wasteland storm covers millions of miles nearby, I don't know if anyone has taken this opportunity to cross the spatial cracks?"
Ruan Ping sneered and said, "Do you know that the source of the storm in this wasteland is the spatial cracks, and the closer you get to the cracks, the stronger the storm will be! Only a madman would pass through the cracks at this time!"
"What Ruan Ping said makes sense, Senior Sister Xu, you don't have to worry too much, there are thirteen spatial cracks in the vicinity, most of the cracks are Jedi covered with space debris, only we can go to the other world through the passage here, for so many years, only our disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect have used the passage to go to the other world, and there has never been a situation where the demon of the other world has come over! When the storm stops, the elders of Divine Sword City will send someone to replace us, and then our task will be completed!" Senior Brother Long said.
Miao Chunsheng nodded again and again, and said: "We are now inner disciples, and we must complete a sect task every year, and this time we are lucky to be lucky to inspect the Black Stone Ridge, and there is no danger." I heard that some senior brothers actually drew the task of garrisoning the cracks in the world, where there are often small-scale battles with the demons of the other world, and our inner disciples are simply dead when they arrive in that place. ”
When they heard the words "World Gap", the faces of the other three people changed slightly, as if there was a flood beast in that place, and after a while, Senior Brother Long reluctantly said: "Fortunately, our Heavenly Sword Sect has stationed tens of millions of disciples in the world gap, blocking the Otherworldly Demon Leader from the gap, otherwise the Otherworldly Demon will invade, and the whole world will suffer!"
At this moment, there was a clicking sound in the storm howling outside, and Senior Brother Long's expression changed, and he walked quickly to the window of the fortress and looked in the direction of more than ten miles away from the hills.
I saw layers of black clouds surrounding in mid-air, a black crack hanging in the air, endless wind whistling out of the crack, and the direction from which the sound came was this crack.
"Could it be that this spatial crack is about to collapse?" Senior Brother Long thought of this, his face turned pale suddenly, if the crack collapsed, countless space fragments inside would sweep across the four directions and destroy all things in heaven and earth, if the four of them really encountered this situation, they could only stay here and wait for death, and there was absolutely no way to escape.
Bang!
Two streamers suddenly roared out of the crack, and the streamers paused, revealing the figures of two men, these two men were surrounded by a layer of divine light, which could bombard the storm of the corpse of the refining god warrior on the divine light, and could only splash a little ripple.
"Not good, yes...... It's the demon of the other world!" Miao Chunsheng trembled, his eyes were extremely frightened after seeing this scene, and his limbs were a little weak.
For so many years, I don't know how many disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect have died in the hands of the demon of the other world, if it weren't for this reason, the Heavenly Sword Sect would have completely taken down the northern part of the Great World of the Ten Thousand Gods, and would not tolerate the Alliance of Gods and other forces extending their tentacles at all.
Miao Chunsheng's disciples, since childhood, know the power of the demon of the other world, it is said that a top god of the sect who opened up the middle thousand worlds fell when he fought with the demon of the other world, in Miao Chunsheng's heart, the demon of the other world is very terrifying, as long as he encounters it, he will die.
The two men who appeared here were naturally Guo Longzhen and Yang Jian, with the strength of the two of them, the fragments and storms in the spatial rift were not worth mentioning, and they quickly passed through the passage and came to the Great World of the Ten Thousand Gods.
"How can this place be so desolate?" Yang Jian came to the Great World of the Gods for the first time, and he was a little curious in his heart, so his eyes kept glancing, but he found that this place was different from what he imagined.
Guo Longzhen said: "Because of the cracks in the world, the aura here continues to escape through the cracks, so this place will become a wasteland, Senior Brother Yang, we have now arrived at the place of the Heavenly Sword Sect, so we must be cautious next." ”
Yang Jian nodded, shifted his gaze to the front, and said in a deep voice: "There are four people hiding in a fortress in front, judging from the aura on their bodies, these four people should be disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect!"
"Disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, it just so happens that we need to know the situation here!" Guo Longzhen laughed, and directly urged the light to come to the top of the fortress, his right hand pointed like a sword, and the sword light flashed, and the fortress was opened, and then a rope flew out, tying up the four of Senior Brother Long tightly.
Under the pressure of Guo Longzhen's strong strength, the four martial artists who had just reached the realm of refining gods had no chance to make a move at all.
"Disperse for me!" After capturing the four people, Guo Longzhen's mind moved slightly, and with a low shout, he forcibly suppressed the storm around the fortress, and the storm around the fortress became calm for more than ten miles.
Yang Jian walked in and said with a smile: "It seems that the junior brother has cultivated the Tiangang Divine Power of Calling the Wind and Rain to the peak, and he can actually reverse the Calling Wind and Calling the Rain and turn it into the Divine Power of Fixing the Wind, which is really amazing!"